novelraw Chapter 265 Do You Remember
Chapter 265 Do You Remember
In Nuo Da's hall, a group of servants and several bodyguards surrounded them, whispering something.
Ai He'er walked quickly, Hisoka beside him frowned slightly, and gently pulled her: "Slow down."
Originally Hisoka wanted her to stay in the room, but she insisted on coming with him.
Hisoka had no choice but to protect her while walking, and took a thick plush cloak to cover her.
The marble floor of the castle hall was only polished half an hour ago, and it seemed that some wax had been applied, and it looked as shiny as a mirror.
Ai He'er walked into the hall, in order to avoid falling, she couldn't help but put down her steps.
But she couldn't restrain the inexplicable excitement in her heart, and she always wanted to try her best to walk faster.
The butler walked in the front, and he clapped his hands vigorously as he walked towards the crowd.
Everyone looked up or turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, and at the same time they saw Hisoka and Ai He'er.
So the crowd automatically divided into two groups and made way for a path.
What was not seen by the crowd before was now fully visible.
Ai He'er's pupils shrank instantly, she turned her head to look at Hisoka, and saw Hisoka's expression at this time was also very shocked.
It was a man covered in blood, who seemed to be curled up into a ball, lying on his side on the floor, unable to see his figure clearly.
"What's going on?" Hisoka asked, frowning.
Even though he expressed disbelief to everything in front of him, he still showed the demeanor of the castle owner, his voice was low and full of majesty, and the crowd who were still whispering were instantly quieted down.
"The personnel who just patrolled were on the outside platform and found a figure flashing inside the castle." The steward stood aside and explained. He bowed slightly to show respect: "They thought they were thieves, so they hurried into the hall."
Hisoka's face was still gloomy. He held Ai He'er's hand and stood about five meters away from the crowd. He didn't step forward to check carefully: "So, you were caught?"
The butler shook his head with a hesitant expression: "When they entered the hall, they saw the current situation."
"Then how to deal with it, do you still need me to say?" Hisoka slightly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a faint smile.
But the smile was cold, with a hint of sarcasm and contempt.
He was not in the mood to stay here anymore, he just wanted to take Ai He'er by his side back to the room to rest.
So he turned around and wanted to leave.
But the hand was grabbed abruptly.
Ai He'er held his hand tightly, but didn't intend to leave with him.
Hisoka looked at her suspiciously: "He'er? What else do you want to see?"
"Butler..." Ai He'er didn't answer Hisoka's words, but looked at the butler with a strange expression on his face: "Who is that person?"
The distance was a bit far, and there were only a few large candlesticks lit in the hall, and the man was curled up, so she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.
When Hisoka heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he also looked at the housekeeper.
"The servants who were awakened by the noise all said that it was a curse from the corner garden, and none of them dared to get close to check." The housekeeper couldn't help but shook his head: "I took a closer look, and felt that face looked familiar."
"Who is it?" Ai He'er's heart skipped a beat, the dream she experienced 10 minutes ago appeared in her mind, could it be...
Thinking of this, she didn't wait for the steward's answer, let go of Hisoka's hand, and strode forward.
"He'er!" Hisoka was stunned for a moment, the sudden empty feeling in his hand made him very uncomfortable, and the sudden loss extended to his chest.
He also strode to follow, but found that it was too late to hold Ai He'er.
"Ma'am! Don't move!" The servants who were onlookers exclaimed.
Ai He'er went straight to the middle of the crowd, squatted down carefully, and stretched out her hand to push the shoulder of the man on the ground.
The person who was lying on his side was now lying on his back on the floor.
Then, Ai Heer's eyes widened.
The person in front of him was covered in blood, no matter his face, hair, or clothes, they were all stained with blackened blood.
Especially the face, you can't see what it looks like at first glance; the long black hair is also sticky with blood, which looks very miserable.
"He'er!" Hisoka walked to her side, wanting to pull her up without any explanation.
"No!" Ai Heer grasped Hisoka's hand: "Look, why is it so familiar?" In fact, she already had the answer in her heart, and she was just flustered and didn't know how to deal with it.
Hisoka heard the words, moved his eyes to those blood stains, and couldn't help frowning again.
But after a few seconds, his expression looked a little more surprised.
The butler also walked up to them at this time, and sighed softly: "I have to ask Mrs. Madam to take a look, that's why."
"This is Mo Xun..." Ai He'er murmured.
Because she spoke Chinese, the servants around her didn't understand what she was saying at all.
Only Hisoka and the housekeeper understood it very well and acquiesced to this statement.
But what to do next?
Hisoka felt his mind go blank.
He couldn't help but think about how Cheng Moxun got here, and why he appeared in such a pervasive appearance.
Ai He'er was bold enough to reach out to check Cheng Moxun's breath.
Then, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Hisoka hurriedly pulled her up and hugged her tightly.
"What's going on?" Ai He'er's voice was choked with sobs, and she couldn't help trembling in Xi Suo's arms: "Is she really Mo Xun? How could..."
Hisoka patted her on the back lightly, and at the same time gave the butler a wink.
The housekeeper glanced at the crowd around him, because everyone guessed that it was an unknown curse, so they all refused to move forward.
This can't work... The butler sighed helplessly, and pointed to the two bodyguards in the crowd: "You two, come here."
The bodyguard who was named looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his complexion suddenly turned a little pale.
However, they glanced at Hisoka who lowered his head and made no statement, swallowed his saliva forcefully, and walked forward bravely.
"You are so timid, how can you be the guardian of your own family!" The housekeeper glared at the bodyguard who walked in front of him, and at the same time looked around at the surrounding crowd.
When everyone heard the words, they immediately put away their fearful faces, for fear of being accused of being disloyal as servants.
Hisoka's mouth curled up slightly.
These servants were cultivated from childhood. Most of their parents, even their grandparents, were servants loyal to their own families.
Although they are servants, their status will not be underestimated in the whole country.
They must have high quality in all aspects, and have a lot of skilled skills, and their family backgrounds must be clean and able to withstand multiple investigations; only then will they be favored by the big family that Hisoka belongs to, and then screened.
Becoming a servant of a big family has become a supreme honor; even after many years, I give up my status as a servant and apply for jobs in various industries outside, this servant experience will be the most shining in my resume without exception part.
In addition, what they are most proud of is their loyalty to the Patriarch.
It sounds a little silly, but it is true that it has been inherited from generation to generation.
Cheng Moxun felt his head hurt, no, his whole body hurt.
She smelled a pungent fishy smell, very strong and strong, as if it came from herself.
This is not pleasant... She couldn't help but want to frown, but what followed was that her entire face was very stiff.
There was a red light flashing in front of her eyes, which was a little dazzling, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.
"Cheng Moxun...Cheng Moxun..." A familiar voice called to herself, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.
"Wake up, I've put in so much effort to send you here." There was a smile in that voice, and it sounded friendly.
But Cheng Moxun still couldn't open his eyes.
"But it's not my idea." The voice continued: "Your ring is very interesting, if you really can't do it, you can give this to me... Ah, forget it."
What are you talking about?Cheng Moxun only felt restless, she was in pain all over, and felt that no part could be controlled by herself.
"This really goes against the original intention of my existence, but it's finally not so boring..." Cheng Moxun felt hands on his shoulders, and at the same time the voice was a little helpless: "I wanted you to do something for me, It's up to you now."
Cheng Moxun was full of doubts, she tried hard to open her eyes, but felt that her eyes seemed to be stuck tightly by something.
In the end what happened?
She desperately recalled, many images flashed in her mind, fleeting.
The body pain intensified, and the fishy smell became stronger.
Such a choking person, who shed so much blood...
Blood?
The keywords seemed to light up Cheng Moxun's memory all of a sudden.
The shock in her heart became overwhelming in an instant.
Am I... dead?
Cheng Moxun asked in his heart.
She remembered the scene when she was pushed downstairs.
The marquee of life whizzed by before the eyes, and then the world became pitch black.
She seemed to have been in a daze for a long time in the dark, until now there was a red light flashing in front of her eyes.
"Remember?" The voice from before rang in my ears, ethereal and not like a normal person: "Then, go."
The hands on his shoulders pushed violently.
Cheng Moxun felt that he lost his center of gravity all of a sudden, and suddenly leaned back.
The moment she fell to the ground, she suddenly remembered that a long time ago in City C, that woman named Aman did the same thing to herself...
The housekeeper pointed to Cheng Moxun, who was stained with blood on the ground, and told the two bodyguards, "Carry it to the small garden first."
The two bodyguards looked at each other, pursed their lips helplessly, and then bent down to lift Cheng Moxun on the ground.
Suddenly, Cheng Moxun suddenly opened his eyes.
The black pupils, the clean whites of the eyes... formed a stark contrast with the blood oozing from his face.
The two bodyguards froze in place, swear words expressing their emotions were on the verge of coming out.